By the End of Tonight you will be destroyed. - Oh My Rockness

I have never seen the Niagara Falls, I have never seen the Grand Canyon, and I have never seen By the End of Tonight live. A shame isn't it... not a shame, a problem (thanks, Treach). It seems like every year when this band comes to town from way deep down in Texas, I always am somewhere else. But everyone that I've talked to who has seen this band live... and I mean everyone... can't stop talking about how jaw-droppingly awesome By the End of Tonight's live set is.

Apparently, seeing a By the End of Tonight show is an event, like running with the bulls in Pamplona, or joining a Food Co-Op in Park Slope, Brooklyn. By all accounts, this mostly instrumental band (they don't sing, they scream) exhibits some seriously killer calisthenics. They aren't afraid to get physical up there. I've heard talk of their boisterous bassist getting belligerent and bloodied, the guitarists' riffs bringing the motherf*ckin' ruckus, and the drummer absolutely drilling his tiny drums (I also hear it looks just like the Muppet Babies drum kit I got one Christmas morning when I was 9... rose... bud). And while I haven't seen By the End of Tonight live... yet... I have been obsessing over their two EPs on Temporary Residence for a couple years now.

When you think of By the End of Tonight, think indie metal similar to Pelican, Hella, and those times when Explosions in the Sky get really pissed off for some reason. This is some of the most maddeningly melodic noise you can ever hope to hear. And I promise you, I will be at this show Saturday, July... wait, Saturday? This Saturday? Oh shhhhhhit. You taunt me again, Travelocity! Well, I expect a full report about how legendary it was (and you better be awesome like you've never been awesome before, Chicago).

By the End of Tonight play Ronny's, on Wednesday, March 7th, and South Union Arts, on Saturday, March 10th.